Pidgey. You win!

Your Pokémon rises slowly, squawking weakly but triumphantly as it stands. Blue’s Squirtle shifts weakly, then slumps, unmoving. Victory is yours.

“Y-you did your best. Come b-back.” Blue recalls her starter, clearly shaken by it’s loss. You recall Pidgey as well, and you’re about to speak, before the sound of light clapping cuts you off.

“Well done, you two! That was quite entertaining for a rookie battle. You both have serious talent.” The voice comes from someone sitting, unnoticed, on the fallen log you had found Blue eating on earlier. Tanned skin, shoulder-length black hair, and purple eyes reveal Gabriel, who is smiling warmly at the both of you.

Did he follow you here? Or had he gotten curious after a bit and decided to come check on you? “Wha-“ You attempt to question him, but are interrupted by Blue.

“Do I though!? I’ve lost all three of the battles I’ve been in!” Her voice is bitter, pained, and tears are forming at the corners of her eyes. “Maybe I’m just… not cut out for this!”

Her words and expression are like a knife to your heart. It doesn’t matter how cruel she’s been to you, seeing a girl cry… hurts. It just does. “Don’t talk like that, Blue!” You shout, cutting off Gabriel, who was about to say something himself. He glances at you, smiles, and keeps his mouth shut as you continue. “You can’t give up this easily! That’s ridiculous! Like Gabriel just said, you’re talented. These losses aren’t the end of the road, just a setback. Hell, your first loss against me came down to pure luck, either of us could have won. Your second wasn’t even really a loss, you just challenged someone way too strong. And this one was close, you didn’t get demolished or anything! So stop being so dramatic!”

Even you are surprised by your impassioned words to your rival, though not nearly as much as she is. Her face is in abject shock, not believing that you would try and encourage her. Gabriel however, seems unfazed, as he smiles and turns to Blue. “Don’t think I could have said it better myself. He’s right, Blue. You have to be able to accept losses. Not everyone can be my sister, after all.”

A slightly confused expression crosses your face, and Blue smirks at you. She’s still shaken up, but enjoys taking a second to feel superior to you. “Oh, you didn’t know? Lady Violet, from Cinnabar Island, is his sister. Y’know, the famous female trainer who hasn’t lost a battle?” She probably only just learned that when they were talking yesterday, but you aren’t going to press the issue.

You have heard of Violet of course; she’s been taking her gym challenge very slowly over the past three years, like Gabriel, to ensure she is entirely prepared for every battle she comes across. She’s extremely popular with girls, both for never having lost and for how… ‘well’ she treats the girls she defeats. Many of her fans call her ‘Lady Violet’. Like Blue, apparently.

You bring your mind back to the situation at hand, and smile gently at your rival. “Were you hoping to be like her? Never lose, never forfeit?”

Blue slumps a bit, then responds. “I mean, no one wants to lose. I… was realistic, though. I figured it would happen, even if I was talented.”

“You are talented, Blue.” Gabriel chimes in. “But a girl like my sister, who never loses… is what, one in a million? This was bound to happen.” He takes a moment to pat her on the shoulder, then looks between the two of you. “And… isn’t this for the best? Y’know, with someone that you know?”

Blue’s cheeks flush as she takes in the meaning of his words and remembers her current situation. “I mean… yeah, I guess.” Her voice is barely above a whisper.

The older boy turns to you. “Why don’t you take her to the Pokécenter? Probably more comfortable for both of you, yeah?” You nod in agreement; not only would it make things more comfortable, but Blue could get her Pokémon healed too, so she wouldn’t have to automatically forfeit to anyone who challenged her after you. “I’m gonna hang out here for a while, stare at some clouds. See you guys!” Gabriel then lays out on the grass and looks up to the sky, leaving you to your own devices.

“Thanks, Gabriel.” Blue manages a small smile for the black-haired boy.

“No problem. Good luck.” He replies from the ground. You catch his eye, exchanging a nod with him, then walk over to Blue and take her hand.

“Come on. Let’s head to the Pokémon Center.” You give her a gentle tug, and after a moment she begins walking with you, hands clasped.

“Do we really have to hold hands?” She grumbles.

“Yup.” Is your only response.

“Ugh, loser.” She says, though her words lack their usual venom.

The two of you walk in silence the entire way. As you leave Route 22, and enter Viridian City, Blue begins to fidget slightly. She probably doesn’t want other people to see the two of you like this, but you don’t care. You’re in charge right now. Her discomfort increases the more people you pass, but no one really pays you any mind.

You make it to the Pokécenter unabated and walk inside. There are three people inside the lobby; a pair of women chatting and a man quietly reading a magazine. They all look up as you enter, and Blue stiffens slightly at the attention. The women giggle for a moment before going back to their chat, while the man simply ignore you and goes back to his magazine. You walk over to the reception counter, Blue in tow, and Nurse Joy smiles at you.

“Greetings! How may I help you?”

“We both need our Pokémon healed. Then we’re going to my room.” You say, not caring about the obvious implication.

Blue blushes furiously, but Nurse Joy responds without a change in expression. “Very well, if you will each hand me your Pokéballs?” After you do so, she places them into the healing machine and starts it up. She then turns to you and speaks once more. “I should inform you that there are several sexual aids and accessories in a drawer beneath each bed here. Please, make use of them as you see fit. Should you require anything that is not there, notify me and I will see if we have it in storage.” Her voice and face are completely professional as she says this, simply happy to accommodate and be of service.

Blue practically shrinks into herself, and you wonder if it’s possible for her to get any redder, before the machine then dings, letting you know that your Pokémon are fully healed. The nurse returns them to you both, then smiles cheerfully. “Have fun!” She says as you lead Blue away and toward your room.

Once you have both entered the room, you shut and lock the door, then turn to look at Blue. She’s beet-red, shaking slightly, and her eyes flicker between being angry, frightened, and a little aroused as she glares at you.

“C-congratulations, y-y-you emb-barrassed me, a-asshole!” Her stuttering voice is still sharp, but you simply shrug it off.

“We have to get used to public stuff Blue. We’re going to fuck in front of crowds and on TV, after all. If holding a guys hand and talking about sex in front of other people is this rough on you, then you definitely need to practice.” You reply, staring directly into her eyes.

“I know that!” She snaps. “Ugh, whatever… can we get this over with?”

“Just a sec.” You walk over to your bed, intent on checking the contents of the drawer Nurse Joy had mentioned. Sure enough, once you pull it open, there is a treasure trove in there. Various dildos, vibrators, and butt-plugs; a length of rope, fuzzy handcuffs, a ball-gag, and a blindfold; lube, massage oils, lotions, and condoms. You don’t need the last item, since Blue is on the pill, and you’re a little overwhelmed by everything available. You might try some out, but maybe not today. It’s a bit much.

Closing the drawer, you return your attention to your prize, the beautiful busty blonde bully you’ve known your whole life. The two of you lock eyes, and you both know that it’s finally time.